Breathing

Into a new place, pulling myself back Tasting smoke and blood and burning in my lungs I'm lying on my left side, I don't know if I can move But I can hear myself breathing, I can hear myself breathing

Then into a new place - this is where I die And all the noise is gone and there is only calm Deep beneath the city - waiting for the fire Any second now... But the fireball never comes and so we turn back to ourselves I can hear us all breathing, I can hear us all breathing In the pitch black tunnels with all the weight above I can hear us all breathing, I can hear us all breathing

Then into a new place - shouting men with torches and tools Stumbling from the wreckage in a starlight of shattered glass The wounded and the shell-shocked, the blackened and the burned I can hear us all breathing, I can hear us all breathing Climbing ever upwards like the rising of the dead I can hear us all breathing, I can hear us all breathing

I can hear myself breathing, I can hear myself breathing I can hear us all breathing, I can hear us all breathing